Chapter 234: Almost forgot

"Oh--McLean, you look tall again!"
Receiving this side was Remus Lupin, who was still the poor and impoverished, and did not know where he had gone since this time.
But at least he looks good, and should be happy.
"I'm not developing!" Said Maca, pointing to Tonks next to her. "Nifadora Tonks, the Ministry of Magic's new Auror, the British magic world is rising. New star. "
"Uh ... hey, hello! Nefa ... huh?" Lupin poured the name in his mouth for a while and found it really inappropriate to call it, "Oh ... I'm Remus Lupin. "
"Call me Tonks!"
Obviously, Tonks himself didn't like the name too much, which always reminded people of some outdated vulgar names.
"Is Sirius in?"
Maca didn't have time to struggle with Tonks's name. He looked in the back room and found that there was indeed another person in it, but it was obviously not Sirius.
That's a ... uh ... how do you say? A man who is almost integrated with darkness!
Uh, okay! It's just a dark-skinned wizard ...
"Shaker?"
Maca was quite surprised, the elite Auror had time to come here in the middle of the night.
Otherwise, bald men get stronger! This tall Auror without half a hair on his head is exactly the man who arrested the black wizard as he is known, and he has quite a lot of experience in other matters.
At this moment, he was lying on the table writing something, and when he heard someone call his name, he immediately raised his head.
"Mr. McLean?"
The two met for the first time, but they can be regarded as each other for a long time. Maca has seen the name of "Kingsley Shaker" in various incident files; as for Shaker, the name "Maca McLean" is almost synonymous with "big trouble" .
"From today on, I don't have to worry about Mr. McLean or your affairs ..." Shackle's voice sounded very low and solid, giving a sense of stability, "After all, we can be regarded as Standing in the same camp. "
Maca shrugged with a smile, and said with a little regret: "It's troublesome for you ... but I think this is just the beginning!"
"Oh-this is not pleasant news."
Shaker shook his head slightly and lowered his head again to continue his work. Recently, the stronghold here has just been opened, and the Order of the Phoenix is ​​officially restarted to this day. There are many things that need to be planned in detail!
Just then, Tonks poked at Maca's shoulder and probed into the probe, then retracted again.
"Why is he here?" Tonks stretched out his fingers and poked at Maca's waist, muttering softly.
"Isn't it nice to have a boss here to take care of you?" Maca chuckled. "With such a good opportunity, I don't learn a lot. Shaker is the elite of the Ministry of Magic Auror. "
"..." Tonks pouted. "He's fine, it's just too stuffy."
Maca smiled indifferently, then looked at Lupin again.
"Hey! I said, how did you think about my proposal last time?" He asked, "it's about going to that island to breed amazing creatures."
"I think we'll talk about it after it's over!" Lu Ping spread his hands. "You're short of staff here, aren't you?"
"Okay ... oh, right! Remember to come here regularly to take potions, I put them all in the medicine cabinet over there." Maca pointed to the other side and turned around, " Well, it's time for me to go back to Hogwarts and see you next time! "
"Dear Mr. McLean, are you leaving now?"
Maca had just turned around, but she saw that the domestic elf Klitsch appeared in front of him around a rag as usual.
"Although it was presumptuous, old Klitsch thought that the hostess was not willing to have so much dirty--"
"Don't complain, Cleche," Maca said casually as she passed by, "If you want Regulus's wish to materialize, you have to rely on them, understand?"
"... Well, yes, I'll clean up here with you next time ... it's too dirty!"
Klee narrowed his neck, glanced at Tonks and Lupin at the door of the back room, and then stepped aside.
"How can I trouble you, yeah ... cleaning ... Old Klitsch on his own, on his own ..."
Under the eldest reverence of the elf Kretchna, Maca calmly left the old home of the Black family.
"What happened to that domestic elf?" Tonks turned back, but saw Lu Pingzheng staring numbly at the gate, wondering what he was thinking.
"Mr. Lupin?" Tonks said strangely. "What happened?"
"Hmm ..." Lupin was called by her, and she finally returned to God. "That's Klitsch, who has been serving the Black family since you were a kid ... you will understand it later."
Klitsch doesn't take anyone seriously, and Lupin, Sirius's best friend, already knows this-however, this doesn't seem to be a thing for McLean!
When the two were about to go to the back room, the door was suddenly opened again. They looked back, but it was Maca who went back.
"Yes, it's time to remind you ..." Maca stood at the gate and asked inside. "In the next period of time, Voldemort will have a lot of small movements, just pay more attention to it."
After speaking, it banged again, and the door was closed again.
"... Did he almost forget this most important thing?" Tonks Han Mao straightly said.
"Who knows?" Lu Ping sighed.
The members of Dumbledore's anti-Voldemort organization are reuniting, and Voldemort's Death Eaters are already eager to try. It seems that the turbulent undercurrent that was hidden under the calm lake surface is about to begin to stir.
It is foreseeable that when the first undercurrent breaks through the water surface, no matter how weak it is, the rising ripples will spread to the entire lake surface at a very fast speed, breaking all the surface quietly and relentlessly.
If there is no Maca shot in time, once the previous cases of disappearance of people are turned into werewolf murders, then it is bound to form the first wave of self-danger.
Maca's current actions are undoubtedly delaying the intensification of contradictions and delaying the outbreak of chaos.
As long as all the undercurrents are still undercurrents, even if they are just about to move and unstoppable, the false peace can still bring him a period of calm.
Yes!
In order to be able to approach the monument of confusion in a state of near perfection, in order to resolve the possible dangers without doubt, he needs time, and the more the better ...
This night, Maca hurriedly hurry, but still only got three hours of sleep.
It wasn't because he loved studying and research that he gave up his sleep time, but because someone came to Durmstrang's ship early in the morning to find him.
"... Professor Moody?"
When Mad Eye came to the cabin without a word, Maca sat on the edge of the bed with his wand in hand, rubbing his eyes hard, and by the way yawned.
"You still have time to sleep? The victim came to your door ..." Madman muttered angrily, "Come with me, go to the principal's room ..."
"The victim?"
With a magic wand, Maca wrapped his clothes on the hanger, and fastened his belt. Immediately afterwards, he reached out and fastened the medicine bag and sundries bag on the table to his waist, and then followed the crazy eye to the deck.
"Baddy Crouch." Mad-eyed, walking on his cane, striding forward, said casually, "Your boy is fierce enough, hasn't he done this kind of thing more than once?"
Maca followed him quickly, shaking her head with a bitter smile.
"I wish I could go back a few times, after all, to see a life disappear under my hand ... but not everyone can be happy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He smirked," In this respect, he can Being a thorough Death Eater is not easy. "
"Huh ... you can only become stronger if you understand the fear of death," Mad Eyed said dismissively. "It's obviously impossible for those to understand this truth."
"Do you really say a few truths casually?" Maca couldn't help but whispered, "From the perspective of magic theory, it really is ..."
A powerful spirit can give birth to a powerful material. Even the study and application of regular runes start from the experience of the spirit.
In this world, all magic cannot escape this basic theory, but every wizard understands it differently.
In casual conversation, the two soon arrived at the door of the principal's office.
When the door was quietly opened, Maca immediately saw the current director of the Ministry of Magic's International Magical Exchange and Cooperation Division, Batty Crouch, I.
Compared to the meticulous Mr. Crouch, who was seen at the opening scene of the top three hegemony match, he is standing in the principal's room with his back on his back. Color overflows in words.
He "lost" his son again, and he is no longer calm, he is old after all.
"Mr. Crouch."
Maca approached him calmly and calmly, leaning slightly towards him, showing his due consciousness.
No matter how bad Crotty Jr. was and how devoted he was to Voldemort, he was still a father's child. Even if his father is always incompetent, Maca should show his apology at this time.
"It's me. I took your child away."
Maca spoke the facts humblely and without hesitation.